She turned back to them, seemingly uncomfortable, something they didn't usually see from her. "I...forgot something. I'll catch up," she said, making a beeline away from them, around the corner, and straight toward Jon Gibson, who was walking away. She grabbed his arm. "I need your help..." she said.
Jon whirled around, looking surprised. "Help?"
"Look at me..." Sarah said, gesturing to her breasts. "And my hair...and these clothes. I'm like...Malibu Barbie..."
Jon had to admit it wasn't a bad description, but he didn't think Sarah herself would use it. "Umm...okay...?" He said.
"Jon!" She said, shrilly. "This isn't funny. You need to fix this somehow. I didn't wish for anything like this..."
Jon froze. "Wish?"
"Yes, wish..." She paused. "You...don't recognize me, do you? It's me....it's Sarah."
"Yeah...I know who you are..." he said, confused.
She clapped her head. "You didn't hear the wish...you don't remember...I wished on the stone."
"How do you know about the stone?" Jon asked.
"I snuck it out of your bag," she said.
"I think you'd better start from the beginning."
